soon you'll see the sky fall

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[eredite]

[Should Alice be answering Hope-or-Josie's phone? Probably not. Is she gonna do it anyway? Yep. This should be fine.]

Hope or Josie's phone, Alice speaking.

[uniquelyvulnerable]

Alice, could you put Hope or Josie on the phone.

( Why does he suspect she can't... )

[eredite]

Sure thing. Can I ask who's calling?

[She's not just going to give out to that info to some rando who's name she totally should have checked on the caller ID. The info probably wouldn't have been helpful anyway.]

[uniquelyvulnerable]

( Who's calling? What happened to just handing the phone over? )

Hope's uncle Elijah.

[eredite]

Oh hey, we haven't met yet.

[Is she going to milk her still fledging relationship with Rebekah for this stall? Yes, yes she is.]

This is Alice. Earp. I'm John Henry's daughter?

[uniquelyvulnerable]

( The name Alice sticks more than Earp and much more than John-Henry. But. )

Doc Holliday? ( She's succeeded in distracting him. ) You and Hope linked up?

[eredite]

[It's kind of weird to hear a thousand year-old vampire using the phrase "linked up" but that's neither here nor there, and she doesn't intend to derail him so much he catches on.]

Well, sort of. I'm Lizzie's roommate at NYU. So when she introduced me to her sister, I met Hope too. She's great. We've been getting along like a house on fire. Without actually setting a house on fire.

[uniquelyvulnerable]

( Elijah, while in his suit, has always been the brother that's taken to modern vernacular.

Elijah looks to Cami, asking this: )

And, in not setting your respective houses on fire, did you set the city on fire, Alice?

[eredite]

What? Us? No. No, no fires here.

[Bonnie may see a mild look of panic on her face.]

Just some ... regular, traditional college fun.

[uniquelyvulnerable]

( Elijah can feel something fidgety in her tone, but not why (9). )

When the Saltzmans and Hope got up to trouble in Prague, they spun a yarn about drinking. Have you been drinking, Alice?

[eredite]

That feels like a trap.

[She's just going to keep dragging this stall out for as long as possible until either Josie wakes up or Hope reappears ... or Bonnie takes the phone from her.]

I don't think trapping me into incriminating myself is a great way to start off our step-niece and step-uncle relationship here.